A Financial Spring?

Buried deep in Earth's thick crust
Hidden germs make lethal thrust
When Man drills down to make oil flow
Long-buried bugs see light and glow...

We fight the Unseen every day
Microbe nasties float our way
Through sneak mutations, they invade
And put frail masses in their grave.

Smallpox and anthrax have died out;
Surely there's no cause for doubt?
We've vaccines and inoculation
No one feared contamination ...

But COVID-19 does its worst
And devastates the public purse
Job losses, falls in stocks and shares
Morgages now in arrears ...

Our «new normal» puts aside
Profits – businesses have died ...
In wild, uncertain waves we drift
Sea change in sight and quantum shift...

Beset by risks beyond the norm
Solidarity re-born
The Powers-that-Be, pushed to the wall,
Release funds to assist shortfall!

(c) Poet in the woods 2020